[One Shot] Taste It (My Syrup) [English ver.] {JeongBin}

Title: Taste it (My syrup) [English ver.]

Author: Riz Aino

Pairing: JeongBin (Park Hanbin + Lee Jeonghyeon) (EVNNE)

Grade: NC–17

Genres: AU, college, romance, fluff, smut, pwp

Word count: 4k words

Summary: When Jeonghyeon finishes his exams, the last thing he thinks he's going to do that afternoon is end up full of syrup because of Hanbin... although he doesn't really care either.

Warnings: explicit sexual relations and the use of syrup in them.

Notes: story written basically because I looked up the translation of Syrup's lyrics (from EVNNE, evidently) and they hurt me.

Author's comment: it was necessary, you know it was really necessary, you know it as well as I do, so I couldn't resist it. I hope you like it.

It was horribly hot, muggy and humid outside, so when Jeonghyeon entered the dormitory and the polar cold from the air conditioning in the hallway reached him, the boy felt suddenly refreshed. He knew that such sudden changes in temperature were not really good and that he would probably end up with a cold when he was already at his parents' house for the summer and the cold left him unable to go out. However, that would be Jeonghyeon's problem in the future. The Jeonghyeon of the present was hot because his teachers hadn't been bright enough not to give him the last exam of the semester in the middle of July in the middle of the day, so when he had gone out, it had been terribly hot and all the boy needed was a little coolness. That's why he stayed in the hallway, right under the air conditioning machine, before going upstairs to his shared room, where he hoped that his roommate had enough lights to turn on the fan... although with Park Hanbin you could never tell.

 

After a while of enjoying the coolness of the air, Jeonghyeon decided that he had drawn enough attention to himself, standing there in the middle of the lobby and before anyone approached him or took pictures of him, he went to the lifts to go up to his room, praying that they would work because if he had to go up to the fifth floor he would just sleep on one of the sofas in the shared living room down there. Thank heavens, for once in his life, the lift was working and Jeonghyeon didn't have to sleep on the couch, because he was falling asleep after staying up all night and going to the exam to revise a couple of subjects he hadn't been able to spend much time on and wasn't doing well. A little nap before dinner was his plan for the afternoon, and he sincerely hoped Hanbin would let him sleep.

 

Perhaps Jeonghyeon had had too much faith in Hanbin because the first thing he knew the moment he opened the door to the room they shared was that the other wasn't going to let him rest. The boy was sitting at his desk where there was a plate with some amazing looking pancakes on it, plump and fluffy looking, with little fruits, nuts and syrup dripping down the pancakes, and when he realised Jeonghyeon had arrived, he raised his head and gave him a mischievous smile that indicated he had something planned.

 

“How was the exam?” Hanbin asked.

“Fine, I guess," he replied, kicking off his shoes and dropping his backpack on the floor at the foot of his bed before collapsing onto the mattress like a dead weight. “I'd have been fucked if I hadn't gone over the subjects I hadn't studied last night because the bastards put those in.”

“At least the sleepless night was worth something," the boy replied, smiling charmingly. “I made you some pancakes to celebrate the fact that we're finally done with exams," Hanbin held up his plate to show him better in case he hadn't noticed. “Well, you know I'm not particularly good in the kitchen, but Keita was kind enough to help when I told her they were for you.”

 

Jeonghyeon raised an eyebrow in disbelief. He didn't trust Hanbin's —nonexistent— culinary skills but he trusted even less what Keita would have done to help him given his history as someone who liked to annoy Hanbin to death.

 

“I tried one first," Hanbin hastened to add. “It was very tasty, and I hadn't drizzled the syrup over it like I did with these.”

 

Jeonghyeon nodded, though he didn't have it all his own way, and Hanbin smiled even wider before picking up a fork and knife to begin slicing the tower of pancakes, trying not to let it fall apart. When he was done, he dropped the knife and gestured for Jeonghyeon to come over to eat and the boy did so, even though sitting up in bed was much, much better. Hanbin held out his fork and Jeonghyeon tried to eat the pancakes that were skewered on it without dropping any, chewing immediately, savouring them. For a moment, he had expected them to actually taste terrible, but just as Hanbin had told him, they were good, so he couldn't contain a happy noise that escaped him as he ate.

 

“They're good, aren't they?” Hanbin questioned and Jeonghyeon nodded at that, not speaking because her mouth was still full. “There's a lot of syrup left over, so when we finish the pancakes we can use it on ourselves.”

 

Jeonghyeon choked. Never in a million years would he have expected what Hanbin had just told him, so as he coughed and tried not to die on the spot, he tried to process the information. There was syrup left over after pouring it over the pancakes and Hanbin wanted to use it on them, in a sexual way he imagined, because syrup on them couldn't be used in any other way. At this point in life, Jeonghyeon shouldn't have been that surprised either, because he'd been dating the other for a couple of years now, and his ideas about a lot of things weren't the most normal, and they'd already done some pretty eccentric things in bed —like the time the older had found some kind of kamasutra book in the college library and taken pictures of the weirdest positions for them to try—. He shouldn't have been surprised, but in the end it was impossible not to be when Hanbin was saying things like that out of his mouth without flinching. When he stopped coughing after a while, having recovered from his choking and surprise, he looked at Hanbin, asking for an explanation with his eyes, but Hanbin just kept smiling mischievously at him, not taking any notice until Jeonghyeon asked him the question aloud.

 

“How did you come to the conclusion that since there was syrup left over, we have to use it on ourselves?”

“Easy," the older man replied, taking his fork from him and picking up a piece of pancake and popping it into his mouth. “I bought a jar of syrup, the smallest there was, so it wouldn't stay open all summer in the fridge because we're not going to be in the room... but it's still left over and we have to use it because we can’t left it here.”

 

A great logic, of course. Jeonghyeon didn't know whether to laugh or not, but in the end decided he'd better not because Hanbin had a knife within reach and had never been trustworthy, so he simply decided not to comment on the decision he'd made, taking the conversation elsewhere.

 

“I didn't sleep last night and I'm dead sleepy," he said. “Besides, I should take a shower because it's so hot and I've been sweating a lot.”

“As soon as I'm done with you and the syrup, you're going to sleep like a baby," the boy replied, "and what's the point of showering first if you're going to end up all sticky.”

 

Jeonghyeon blinked rapidly, confused because deep down Hanbin was right about everything he was saying even though it sounded so weird.

 

“I swear, if you don't say yes right now and then we get naked, I'll go give the syrup to Yunseo and Seungeon for them to enjoy," Hanbin threatened, getting up from the chair and making a pretense of leaving, but Jeonghyeon reacted just as quickly and caught his wrist in her hand before he could do anything else. “I like this better," he commented.

“I'm still processing all this," Jeonghyeon told him. “It's not the weirdest thing we've ever done, but right now my brain is going at snail's pace and I need a little time to weigh the pros and cons.”

“There are no cons," replied the older.

“We'll stain the sheets for sure," he replied quickly.

“I've asked Yunseo for one of those plastic things he uses when he paints in the room so he doesn't stain anything," said Hanbin, pointing to his bed, where there was a bag with some plastic sticking out of it.

“The walls aren't soundproof," Jeonghyeon commented.

“Really? After a year of fucking in this room and making so much noise that our poor neighbour Taerae freaked out one day thinking I was dying?”

 

Jeonghyeon opened his mouth to say something in his defence about that, but closed it without a sound coming out of it. That day when poor Taerae had been traumatized hadn’t been a pleasant one for any of the four of them —the three of them and the other's boyfriend, Junhyeon, whom Taerae had called to help him carry a body if there really was a dead body on the scene—. Actually, Jeonghyeon didn't know why he was putting so much stock in this if it wasn't so strange what Hanbin had proposed, maybe it was because he hadn't slept well for a month and the previous night had been the culmination of everything, so he tried to think clearly, closing his eyes and letting everything around him not matter and fade away for a few moments until he finally came to an agreement with himself and with the situation and let Hanbin know so.

 

“All right," he replied, causing Hanbin to make a gesture of victory. “But first of all, let's finish our pancakes.”

“Deal," the boy replied, sitting back down to cut another piece of pancake from the plate.

 

In the end, the pancakes were eaten in a heartbeat because Hanbin wanted to finish eating them as quickly as possible to eat Jeonghyeon and Jeonghyeon was ravenously hungry because he hadn't eaten anything before leaving for the exam and he hadn't eaten anything afterwards either, so in just a few minutes, the plate was cleared and Hanbin got up from his chair to start undressing, urging Jeonghyeon to do the same. Jeonghyeon couldn't help but laugh at the older's impatience, but followed his command anyway and got up from the chair to also remove the clothes he had put on earlier in the day. In just a few minutes, they were both completely naked and Hanbin had thrown the plastic he had told him about earlier on his bed so that the sheets wouldn't get stained from the activity they were about to have. With everything ready, the syrup on the bedside table, along with the bottle of lube and a couple of condoms, Hanbin turned to Jeonghyeon and gave him an impish grin, taking a couple of steps towards him, clinging to his body, bringing his hands up to his neck to pull his head down until their lips collided. It hadn't even been that long since they'd been with each other, in between exams, on days when they needed to de-stress a little, they'd touched each other until their bodies had gone slack, but they caught each other eagerly, as if they hadn't been able to touch each other for months. Their tongues tangled with each other and Jeonghyeon's hands moved down to Hanbin's waist, gripping him tightly and pressing him to his body, sighing against his mouth as their members, still completely limp, brushed against each other. A smile appeared on Hanbin's lips and Jeonghyeon kissed him eagerly, wanting more of him and his thin lips.

 

“You said... you just wanted to... sleep," Hanbin commented, between kisses, still smiling.

“And I am sleepy... but since... we've started... I want to finish... and sleep better...”

 

Hanbin laughed against his mouth and Jeonghyeon ended up catching the laughter, but his lips didn't stop seeking Hanbin's lips. Usually, kisses with the older had always been addictive, but that day they were even more so because they were sweet due to the syrup and also a little sticky, so Jeonghyeon couldn't stop licking them, nibbling them lightly and sucking them, wanting more and more of him.

 

The temperature in the room was rising rapidly, as was the temperature of their bodies, and Jeonghyeon began to feel Hanbin's hips moving in circles against him, seeking to rub together for more pleasure. He himself began to do so as well, unable to control himself, and his members began to slowly become aroused, growing a little harder as the minutes passed. A shiver of absolute pleasure ran up and down Jeonghyeon's spine the moment one of Hanbin's hands ended up running up and down his body until it reached his member, grasping it between his fingers and then guiding it to meet the other's member. The moment their tips brushed, the world went black in his eyes for a second and his legs felt weak with pleasure. His body went completely still, unable to react to anything, until he heard Hanbin's laughter and was finally able to come to.

 

“I think it's about time we went to bed," Hanbin commented and Jeonghyeon didn't refuse.

 

They quickly climbed onto the bed, barely separating from each other, and Hanbin grabbed the syrup jar from the bedside table and simply lay down on his own cock, letting the viscous liquid drip down the length of it. Jeonghyeon gawked as it dripped down, holding his breath and barely holding it in, wanting to throw himself on Hanbin and eat him whole, licking him like a melting ice cream until not a single drop was left. When Hanbin had proposed doing this a while before, he would never have thought that it would really seem so erotic and would attract so much attention, but for once he had to congratulate the older for having a good idea, as strange as the ones he always had, but good nonetheless.

 

“You know you can come and eat my dick whenever you want, don't you?” Hanbin told him with a mischievous grin on his face. “Not just look at me like you're a hungry wolf and I'm your prey.”

 

Hanbin didn't have to tell him twice. He had barely finished the last words of the sentence when Jeonghyeon had already launched himself at him, his face in front of his between his legs, his tongue delicately tasting the syrupy flavour that washed over Hanbin's penis. If Jeonghyeon were to tell anyone about that experience —which of course he wasn't going to— he couldn't lie and say that the mixture of sweet syrupy flavours and the slightly salty tang of Hanbin's pre-cum was the best thing he'd ever tasted in his life, but it was something strange, an intense and interesting mix, but most of all it was very addictive, like some of the weird flavoured chips that you couldn't stop eating even though your palate didn't quite match the taste and after the first lick, Jeonghyeon couldn't stop. He started with the tip of Hanbin's member, brushing his tongue against the sensitive area, gripping the base with his right hand to keep it completely still as it twitched slightly, contracting from the pleasure; but Jeonghyeon didn't stop there alone, he scooped up all the syrup that had fallen over the rest of the length of the older man's member with his tongue, licking each and every sticky trail the drops of syrup had left as they ran down its surface, not leaving a single one behind. Hanbin gasped at his actions and the muscles in his body tensed from time to time, clutching at the plastic he'd thrown over the sheets as if it were a lifeline because the last time he'd clung to Jeonghyeon's short hair it had nearly left him bald.

 

Jeonghyeon pulled away from him, stopping licking him for a few moments and raising his head so that he could look at him and see what was provoking in him. His boyfriend's eyes were closed and his chest was rising and falling rapidly, breathing unevenly, and his cock was harder than a rock, so he must be about to come, and Jeonghyeon hadn't even been that hard on him, he still had a lot of things to do. Without saying a word, Jeonghyeon reached for the jar of syrup and poured it back onto Hanbin's member, causing Hanbin to wince at the contact and open his eyes. He didn't say anything at that moment either, which was rare for him because he could never stop talking, he just looked at him with absolute desire and Jeonghyeon knew that in his head he was plotting something, something that was going to bring them both a lot of pleasure.

 

“I want...” that word came as a gasp from his lips, and Hanbin cleared his throat before continuing. “I want us to do it together, I want to eat you too, now...”

“OK... yes...”

 

Jeonghyeon couldn't say anything else without his voice trembling from the excitement he felt at that moment. Whenever they had done this at the same time, it had always been intense because the pleasure they brought to each other was intense and there were times when neither could do anything else but feel and moan, despite having the other's member in their mouths. It wouldn't be the first or the last time they bit or choked because of it, but Jeonghyeon didn't want to pass up the opportunity to feel Hanbin's mouth on his cock along with the syrup, because from the reactions the older boy had been having so far, it must have been a lot better than normal. So they both repositioned themselves as best they could on the narrow bed until Jeonghyeon was lying on his back on the mattress and Hanbin on top of him. The older reached for the syrup jar and began to pour it over Jeonghyeon's member, who could do nothing but gasp and tense up at the sensation of the viscous, sticky liquid dripping down on his skin. The boy was used to slathering on lube, smearing it on his cock when it was his turn to enter Hanbin, but he'd always done it with the condom on top, so he'd never really felt the liquid fall directly on his skin, and it was a strange sensation that sent shivers of pleasure through his body.

 

So lost was he in all these new sensations that he didn't notice that the syrup Hanbin had poured on him a few moments earlier had begun to drip from his member until it had dripped down his cheek. At that moment, Jeonghyeon refocused on his surroundings and not just what he was feeling, seeing how Hanbin's member was only a few centimetres away from his face. Jeonghyeon didn't even think twice before grabbing Hanbin's hips with his hands and moving them downwards, until the tip of his member brushed against the boy's mouth and he opened it to accommodate it, swallowing part of the older man's length and again feeling the taste of syrup mixed with the taste of his pre cum on his tongue. Hanbin's whole body trembled on top of him and a loud gasp escaped his lips, echoing off the walls of the room.

 

“My God if you keep doing that I'm not going to last long," Hanbin whispered and Jeonghyeon had to stifle the laughter that rose in his throat or else he would choke on Hanbin's member again.

 

Despite the older's comment, however, Jeonghyeon continued with his task and, after a few moments of Hanbin allowing himself to indulge in his own pleasure, he finally began to give it to Jeonghyeon, licking his cock up and down and up and down just as Hanbin had done with him a few minutes earlier, removing all traces of syrup from his skin until he simply popped the whole thing into his mouth and, pressing his lips together, began to move his head to give Jeonghyeon the blowjob of his life. Hanbin's mouth had always done wonders for him, it was big and he didn't gag when it went deep, deep down his throat, but that day he was taking even more care than usual, flicking his tongue and savouring every bit of skin as Jeonghyeon's dick moved in and out of his mouth, causing the boy to gasp with pleasure and occasionally have to stop doing his own work to gasp for air because he was running out of it. It was all so intense that Jeonghyeon felt like he was about to explode, about to explode in absolute pleasure that he could barely control his own movements on Hanbin's member, too lost in the pleasure the older man was also giving him, yet he forced himself to focus on getting it right, to keep playing with Hanbin's member the way Hanbin was playing with him.

 

It must not have taken more than a few minutes before Hanbin's body went completely static for a few moments and then shook violently, his cum leaking out of his member and falling directly into Jeonghyeon's mouth, who simply accepted it gladly, licking the tip of it as he cummed and prolonging his orgasm. Hanbin had had to pull Jeonghyeon's cock out of his mouth, but while he was still lost in his pleasure, he kept licking and kissing it, panting against it as well and leaving little nibbles on his skin that, as the pleasure he was experiencing intensified, became a little stronger, until he finally finished cumming and lay still, just breathing, trying to recover from his orgasm.

 

“You're not going to leave me in the middle, are you?” Jeonghyeon joked, after pulling Hanbin's member out of his mouth and swallowing his cum, mixed with some of the syrup.

 

Hanbin shook his head, seeming unable to speak at the moment. Jeonghyeon was patient, knowing full well that it always took the boy a few minutes to regain north after an intense orgasm, and was gentle enough not to rush him. His effort was rewarded when Hanbin returned to his task in a much more intense way than before, taking Jeonghyeon's cock all the way into his mouth and not stopping until Jeonghyeon finally came too, just a few minutes later, directly against his throat without being able to do anything but gasp and feel different electric currents running up and down his body as Hanbin sucked him dry. When he finished cumming and Hanbin finally pulled away from him, shifting on the bed to end up lying next to him, Jeonghyeon followed him with his eyes and couldn't help the smile that spread across his face, feeling satisfied, happy and relaxed. The smile was replicated on Hanbin's lips before he moved closer to him and gave him a kiss less intense than the ones they had given each other before and with the taste of syrup mixed with the taste of their fluids, before snuggling against his chest, beginning to trace lines on it with the tip of his index finger.

 

“It was good, wasn't it?” Hanbin asked.

“Yes, it was," Jeonghyeon replied, sincere.

“So... Do you want to go on?” He questioned. “There's still some syrup left.”

 

Jeonghyeon burst out laughing helplessly because he hadn't expected that, but once the laughter died and he turned his face slightly to look at Hanbin, seeing how Hanbin had formed a pout on his lips, all he could do was say yes. And Hanbin's pout turned into a smile of complete bliss as he lifted himself off his body and reached for the lube and condoms he had left on the table earlier to continue the sweet experience of syrup on their bodies until it finally ran out and they both ran out of steam, sticky with sweat and syrup and completely spent.